Sunday, December 4, 2011

the temple

the old brick temple has been swept away in waves of laughter and delight...now there is golden sunshine flooding my days...rays of light lasering in on tired places...spirals of dancing energy creating a new structure for myself...the old patterns and worn tapestry of life are gone...new weaving has begun...rich colors and subtle textures...layers in harmony...a visual poem rising up...my temple is one of happiness...walls of flowers and a ceiling of stars...a sanctuary for others to come to...i am at home within myself now...